Showing posts with label samyama. Show all posts
Showing posts with label samyama. Show all posts

Fortunate that Isha happened

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Nanyar shares his most fruitful one year with Isha.

"Its not that I got enlightened, but I was initiated into a different dimension altogether. A dimension I failed to touch with all my scholarly reading, and half-baked meditation."

Read the complete post here:
http://mind-101.blogspot.com/2011/04/one-year-with-isha-yoga-experiences-and.html

Off from Baking...On to Samyama

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Sumitra shares her experience of Isha.

For the full post, http://www.practicebaking.com/2011/02/adieu-but-not-for-long.html

Watching the air in the water...

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'Soul' shares in delirious banter the impact of Samyama:
"To able to experience this in water, my place of fear, my place of no control, that jus show how much my inner engineering has changed my Being.
So much laughter that tears of gratitude came. Thank you, Father."
Read the full article here: http://sufferingisblessing.blogspot.com/2010/04/samyama-definitely-got-something-5.html

Rajadurai attends the silence program

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Rajadurai shares a piercing poem about his experience:

Daring to sneak into your world
I stepped inside that hollow space


As a worm I crawled behind you
You took me by hand when I feared


As a child, I refused to swallow
As a Mom, you fed me with care


O' I was truly on your Lap!


Chanting in that cruel darkness,
I breathed your breath poisoned


Venomous ecstasy shaking my core,
The Serpent teased me no limit


Swaying between Bliss and Stillness,
I wept and dissolved incessantly


O' you were taking me for a ride!


You exploded me with your sounds,
And I danced to your tunes


Undecipherable, the moments were!
Unquenchable, my thirst was!


Tasting a droplet of You
Left me madness personified


Longing to take a plunge in you,
And pitiably aware of my stock,


I screamed in pain. O' you heard.
You peeled it off and freed me out.


Pot cracked; honey dripped
Wall collapsed; flood roared
O'I breathed freedom


Breathing this unknown clarity
Leaves me in tears untold


Drenched in your merciless Grace,
I see God beyond the Façade


What do I have worthy of?
To thank you with!
What am I worthy of?
To be at your feet!


When all that is, and that isn't, is you!
I know of nowhere to miss you, Sadhguru!


May I only breathe the venom,
And crawl within you, gently,
With your Grace!


AUM, Namah Shivaya!

Ashram Blues

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Afrin shares her time at the ashram:
First some volunteering:
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There he was, talking to his guests, seeing everything. I slipped in behind the reception desk and stood there, watching, unable to take my eyes off him.
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And then the Silence program:
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shining face-meter
just him and I
'you're looking beautiful'
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Read the entire sharing here and here.

The Silence Routine

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Annonymous shares his/her silence-prep schedule:
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had a trial period of 10 days.. and I can't explain how great my body feels. I feel great too.. 
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For that one moment of stillness

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Asmita shares a poem about the 'Silence program':
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For that one moment of stillness
I have come to you,
because I cannot live anymore
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The Sound of Silence

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Kannan shares a poem:
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its the air that we breath, just watching it does wonders and wonders.
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Read the complete article here: http://mindwind.vividscapes.com/?p=230

Sound of Silence

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Usha shares her experience of the Silence program:
"...
Layer after layer of me evaporated
Then there was no me
Only the gentle hum of the universe
The sound of silence

..."